Date: Thu, 29 Nov 2018 17:02:17 +0000
From: Leo Rysing <leorysing (at) protonmail.com>
Subject: The Boy, The Pool and the Older Men - Part 3

"The Boy, the Pool, and the Older Men" (part 3)
Written by Willi William
Edited by Leo Rysing with help by Gary S.
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Introduction:

The following story was submitted to me by a German reader who asked for my
help in rewriting so it would read better in English, something I was only
too happy to do.

According to the author, who is the boy "Stefan," at the center of this
story, all these things actually happened to him, and took place in a
middle-sized town in Germany during the 1960s when he was around
9-years-old.

Part 3 - "Naked Friends: Oldies and Newbies"

The next morning was a Saturday.  I did homework for an hour, then met up
with my friend Walter.  I knew he was horny and wanted to play with me,
just like I wanted to play with him.  The two of us slipped into the
basement of our building and as soon as we were alone we immediately began
messing around.  Walter grabbed my dick through my pants, then took out my
cock and began playing with it.  At first, he just stroked it, kind of
slowly jerking me off for a bit, then he leaned in and started sucking me.
After awhile we traded, taking turns

When it was my turn I began to suck on him but found myself thinking of
Emil's fat dick as I did.  Thinking about that made me even more horny and
I got to sucking my friend very passionately.  I was so turned on, and got
to sucking him so enthusiastically, that when he had his dry orgasm just
from my sucking and slurping using my mouth, not even my hands, I had one
too.  I got off with only five or six strokes!  I'd never come so fast just
from sucking him.

After we'd both had our orgasms we just grinned at one another, pulled up
our shorts and went down to the soccer field to play football with our
friends.

That was the great thing about messing around with Walter when we were
kids; it was wonderfully uncomplicated.  We were a couple of horny boys who
just wanted to get off, so when we got together, that's what we did.  We'd
mess around and play with our dicks, then when we'd finish, we'd go back to
playing like boys always do, as if what happened was no big deal, just one
more game boys played.

That whole week I was so horny it seemed the only thing I could think about
was sex.  I jerked myself off frequently and played around with Walter
several times.

One day Walter showed up with a boy I'd never met before, named Ewald, who
Walter said was the little brother of one of his friends from school.
Ewald was about a year younger than me, and I remember thinking he was
really cute.  The first time I saw him I was immediately hoping I could
find a way to see him naked and maybe there might be a way for the three of
us to mess around together.  Turns out that's exactly what Walter had in
mind.

Walter had told him that there were certain things that big boys like us
could do that a little kid like him didn't know about.  Of course, after
hearing that, the kid wanted to know all about it and made us promise to
show him all the "big boy" stuff we did.

Naturally, we agreed.

It was a warm and sunny day so we took him to a park.  We hid behind some
bushes where we knew we'd be safely out of sight even though it was right
beside a main path.

I think he must have known what we were going to do because when we told
him to strip he did so without any hesitation.  Ewald quickly removed his
shorts and pulled off his shirt until he was promptly standing in front of
us, fully naked and exposed in all his boyish glory.  His uncut little
pecker was already stiff, sticking out, thin and a mere 6.5 cm (less than
three inches) in excited anticipation of what we were about to do with him.

Walter and I took turns slipping the kid's thin, small cock in our mouths
to show him what "experienced" boys like us could do, and boy, did he love
it!  I loved it too!  It made me crazy to see my boyfriend suck another
boy.  It was such a horny scene to watch how Walter's tongue circled around
Ewald's thin dick and little balls.  I don't know why, but I liked the
little kid immediately, and looking at him standing there naked, I thought
the kid had a really sexy butt.

When it was my turn to start sucking his little pecker I put my hands on
his soft bottom to feel him there and pulled him in more tightly.  I began
kneading his butt cheeks like they were pizza dough and he started pumping
harder.  Between Walter and me we got the kid so horny he started pumping
my mouth like an excited little rabbit.

After a few times we told him it was his turn to do us.  We dropped our
shorts, lifted up our shirts and soon taught him how to suck us as well,
something he had no problem doing.  In fact, he did such a good job that
now I wonder if maybe his brother, or some older boy, had not already shown
him how to do it.  He was very eager, did it quite well and really seemed
to know what he was doing!

When he sucked on Walter I played with his ass, which he constantly wiggled
back and forth.  At one point I reached between his legs and touched his
dick from behind, but I had to stop because he moaned so loud with lust I
was afraid people would hear it!

The funny thing was, the fear of being caught also excited me.

Messing around in the park was especially arousing for me because the whole
time we were doing it there were adults just a few feet away, walking past
us on the other side of the bushes.  They were so close we could see and
hear them through the bushes as they passed by, and yet they had no idea
that just behind the leaves were three boys playing around naked and
sucking one another's hairless young cocks.  If any of them had heard us,
or just happened to walk around the bushes, they would've seen us naked and
caught us in the act of sucking each other.

For some reason the idea of an adult seeing me naked, seeing my dick hard
and "catching me" in a sexual way was always both terrifying and arousing
to me.  At the time I didn't understand it, but it was a feeling that would
grow inside me.

After that first experience Ewald always wanted to hang around with us and
do sex stuff.  Today, I find myself wondering what it is about some boys
and their libidos.  He was very young, and yet he just couldn't get enough
of the sex play we were doing.  I realize now that some boys really are
just always horny.  That's the way Ewald was, and it's the way I was too.

Doing stuff with Walter and the new kid was great, and I really enjoyed it,
but it just couldn't compare with what I had experienced with Emil and Karl
at the pool.  I so wanted to tell Walter about the things I'd done, but of
course I couldn't.  I had promised Emil I'd stay silent and I always kept
my word, just as my grandmother had taught me.  I knew it was important and
I didn't want any trouble, so I said nothing.

----

Every day that week I saw Emil, often stopping by their apartment for lunch
when his wife would invite me.  As I said, she was a great cook and I loved
them both very much.  Each time I saw Emil I would look at him, remember
the things we did and imagine what we might do next, but although he was
always very friendly he made no effort to mess around with me,
unfortunately.  In fact, the way he acted it was like nothing unusual had
even happened between us.  By Wednesday I could barely stand it anymore and
prayed to dear God that it would soon be Friday again.

Thursday night I slept very badly because I was so full of anticipation for
what I'd get to experience the next day.

After school I ran home as fast as I could, had lunch and went straight to
Emil's with my swim bag.  He made me wait another fifteen minutes before he
was ready, then we started off.

By the time we got to the pool and into our changing cabin I was already
very hard and horny.  I quickly stripped out of my clothes and was soon
standing their naked, waiting for Emil.  He noticed my aroused state and
even though he'd seen me that way before, I still felt a little shy about
it.  There it was again, that same funny feeling.  No matter how many times
I was seen I still felt shy, embarrassed, a little frightened, but also
incredibly turned on and aroused by an adult seeing me that way.

Emil looked at me, but didn't say anything.  Instead he just smiled and
took his time, slowly removing his own clothes as I stood there eagerly
waiting for him to get naked too.

Finally, he pulled off his pants and underwear and once more I got to see
his cock, that wonderful old man cock; the very cock I had sucked here the
week before.  Just thinking about what I'd done with his cock last week got
me even more excited and I wanted to do it again right there.

Emil could see the hungry look in my eyes as I stared at his big, grandpa
cock.  He grinned, knowing exactly what I was thinking.

"You are a wicked little devil boy," he said.  Then he put his hand on the
back of my head.  I was hoping he was about to push my face toward his
delicious cock, but instead he just pushed me toward the door and out of
the dressing room.

As we made our way to the showers I had to once again walk holding my towel
in front of my stiff dick.  I was so horny and excited to see which men
would be under the showers.  I was really looking forward to seeing all
those naked adult cocks!

As we approached the showers I could see there were about five men in
there.  First, I saw Karl, standing next to two older men under one shower.
As he talked with them I thought he had his hand down low, maybe playing
with one man's dick, but I couldn't be sure because as soon as the men saw
Emil and me approaching they stopped whatever they were doing and
immediately stepped away from each other.

As we entered the shower I recognized the two men Karl had been with as the
ones we had seen last week when we had been leaving.  They had been down in
the entrance hall and they had asked Emil who I was.  Both men were around
70-years-old.  I remembered one of the men in particular because I thought
he had a really handsome, distinguished look to him.  He also happened to
have a really big cock and as we came into the shower I could see it was
hanging out in front of him half hard!  Seeing that, I had no doubt Karl
must have been playing around with him and had probably rubbed him into
that state.  The other man, who had a very small dick, was not stiff at
all.

When Emil saw the men he greeted all three with handshakes and introduced
me to them as his Godson, just as he had last Friday.

Karl seemed overjoyed to see me.

"Hello, Stefan.  I'm so happy to see you again," he said.  He bent down and
gave me a "hello" kiss on the cheek, then he stroked my hair, smiling, and
said how very pleased he was that I had come back.

I liked Karl a lot.  He did stuff with me and Emil the last time and he
was, to my eyes, a very good-looking man.

Looking around the shower it was as if all I could see were men's cocks.
The sight of all these naked adult men, most of whom were now looking at
me, was so arousing that even here in a men's shower, the shy boy I was
inside had me clutching my towel tightly in front of my boyish erection to
hide my shame.

Karl could see my eyes wandering and taking it all in.  Even with the towel
covering me, he could clearly see how hard I was.

He smiled at me knowingly, then reached down and gently pulled my towel
away.

"You don't need to hide anything here, little one," he said.  "Come now, it
is only guys here, you don't need to be shy.  Let all the nice men see what
a beautiful boy you are," he continued, making me feel very embarrassed as
he uncovered me.

He took my towel away and placed it on a hook.  I stood there, a bare
little boy in the center of all these mature grandpas, my young dick very
hard, naked and exposed as they looked at me.

I felt the eyes of all the adult men on me, especially the one man with the
very big cock.  He was looking at me so intensely it was obvious he really
liked seeing me naked, and he really liked seeing my hard, bare boy dick.

As he stared at my exposed, stiff boy part his cock grew rapidly larger,
going quickly from a semi, to a very large, fully erect penis.

Karl followed my gaze to what I was staring at, then grinned as he spoke to
the man.

"I do think he likes what he sees on you," Karl said to the man in a
teasing way.

As I watched, to my shock, Karl reached over and took the old man's big
cock in his hand and began to stroke him.

I will call that nice-looking Grandpa man with the big cock "John" because
he reminded me of the distinguished looking American actor John Forsythe.
He was very handsome and had beautiful white hair.  I would learn later
that he was a very respected man in the community, married, with three
grown kids of his own and was now a grandfather as well.

But as he stood there in the shower letting Karl play with his cock, it was
clear he couldn't take his eyes of the naked young boy standing in front of
him.

"Isn't he a pretty little boy?" Karl said to the man.

"Yes," John said dreamily in response to Karl's question.  "He is a very
beautiful boy."

Karl, with his fist around the man's big hard cock, was slowly stroking him
off right in front of me as I watched, excited.

Karl, at least, no longer seemed worried about doing things in front of me.

"You like what you see, don't you, little piggy?" he said, teasing me in
the way he had done last week.  His words had a funny effect on me and my
dick twitched visibly in a way I couldn't control.  "Does it make you
hungry, little one, looking at his big man cock?  Would you like to do
something with what you see?" he asked me.

I stood there, immobile, as if in a trance.  I couldn't believe Karl was
doing this in front of everyone in the shower, with me watching.  I also
couldn't believe how very BIG the man's cock had become.  It was huge, even
compared to all the other grown men.

I was so hard and horny, my hand reached down unconsciously and grasped my
own stiff little boy dick, tugging on it as I stared at John's huge penis.
I desperately wanted to taste and suck this man's big monster grandpa cock,
as I had done with Emil last week, only then we had been alone in the
changing cabin.  Now we were in the shower, in front of all these other
men.  I couldn't do something like that here with everyone watching.

Secretly, I wanted Karl to "make me" do it, like he had done the week
before with Emil, but I felt sure he couldn't do that with all these other
men around.

Not only was I super horny, sexy and hot for this older man, it was clear
this old man only had eyes for me as that moment as well.  John couldn't
stop looking at my naked body and stared at my hard boy cock with hungry
eyes, just as I stared at his.

Karl reached out and stroked my hair as if he were petting a cute puppy.
"There's a good boy," he said to me.  "You know you want it, don't you
little one?"

Sliding his hand down onto the back of my head, Karl gently pulled me
forward.  I took a step toward the man and his big cock.  I wanted it, I
was ready to taste it, when suddenly Emil pulled me away.

"Stop talking and doing stupid things," he said to Karl.  "The boy is too
young for such talk!  Stop it!" he insisted.

Even though I had sucked Emil's cock the previous week I think he still
felt very protective of me.  He wanted to try and be a good "grandpa" to me
and keep me out of trouble.

As Emil pulled me under his shower everyone laughed.

Karl just winked at me, then said to Emil, "Hey, it's my turn with Stefan,
you got to shower with him last time."

Emil looked at him uncertainly, but Karl just reached out, took my hand,
pulled me toward him.

"It's only fair that I should take a turn washing him too, Emil.  Is that
okay?"

I'm sure Emil knew nothing bad would happen to me, so he reluctantly nodded
okay.

As Emil began washing himself, Karl began washing me just as Emil had done
the previous weeks.

I liked being under the same shower with Karl.  As he began to wash me he
did just as Emil had done the last times, turning me away from him so I was
facing out at the other men in the shower.  With my back to Karl he pulled
me so close as he washed me that my back was pressed up against his body.
He massaged my shoulders as he worked the soap over my body, and I felt my
dick twitch in response to how nice it felt.  Feeling exposed I placed my
hands shyly in front of my stiff dick but then, just as Emil had done, Karl
pulled them away and made me raise my arms over my head, once more exposing
me and putting my naked erection on display to the smiling eyes of all the
men in the shower.

Karl washed under my arms then reached around and began washing my chest.
As he did, he began to very tenderly play with my nipples, something no one
had ever done before.  I drew in a deep breath and my cock twitched visibly
in response.  It was a really strange and new feeling, but very good
feeling too.

Karl and I had a lot of skin-to-skin contact as he washed me.  The whole
time I could feel the eyes of the men watching me just as I could feel
Karl's big swollen cock rubbing on my shoulders.  He soaped and washed me
from head to toe leaving no part of me lacking for attention.

I turned toward him, hoping to see his cock up close, but as I did he just
turned me right back around so I was facing out at all the men in the
shower again, then he bent over my shoulders, leaning down over me and
began washing my dick with a lot of soap.

Karl's cheek was right in front of my face and I could smell his masculine
scent and feel the light scratching of his beard stubble on my face.  It
drove me wild, I was so randy, and I automatically leaned in, nuzzled him
lovingly and kissed his face.  I just loved being so close and intimate
with this wonderful grandpa.

As all the men watched Karl washed my dick.  He pulled back my foreskin and
cleaned it up and down using a lot of soap.  I was already so aroused the
feeling of his hand on my exposed cock was more intense than wanking.  My
knees shook and though I tried to be quiet I whimpered out loud!  His soapy
fingers began rapidly washing my hard, uncut dick, moving up and down over
my small shaft so quickly, and the feeling was driving me into a sexual
frenzy, right in front of all these men. I began to moan and whimper,
unable to stop myself.

Karl just smiled.  He liked teasing, and not only me, but also Emil and all
the other men in the shower too, I think.  I was trembling all over as he
toyed with my soapy dick and I felt like I was about to have an orgasm.

My eyes wide, I looked over at Emil, standing next to me.  He was being
subtle, but I could see he was slowly stroking his own soapy cock as he
watched Karl playing with me.  I could tell he was trying to be a good man,
he really was, but he was also quite horny, just like me, and couldn't
really stop himself.  From my behavior, he certainly saw that I was
completely in another world and see him playing with his beautiful grandpa
cock aroused me even more.

I was so horny I would have gladly put his dick (or any one's dick) in my
mouth, I wanted to suck so badly right then.  I leaned back against Karl,
trying to stay quiet but softly whimpering as he washed my stiff boy part,
bringing me closer to the brink, and then...

Suddenly, he just stopped!

"Oooooo," I whimpered out loud and my feet bounced up and down in a boyish
dance of frustration.

Instead of stroking me, Karl just held my dick tightly with the skin pulled
back.

I'd never experienced this before!  I was aching for him to continue!  I
wanted him to keep going so badly that when he stopped it was like a kind
of torture.  I had never stopped when I was so close to coming and now I
could barely hold back!  I pranced and whimpered and as I did I heard some
of the old men in shower quietly laughing at the sight of the frustrated
little boy before them.

I tilted my head back and looked up at Karl with pleading eyes.

"Aww, poor little piggy," Karl said, gently.  He ran one hand lovingly over
my face then softly slid a finger across my lips.  "I'm so sorry, you'll
just have to wait a bit longer."

With his other hand, he began very slowly stroking my dick again.  With my
foreskin pulled back, he started to gently rub my exposed dick head,
kneading it between his thumb and index finger with circular motions.  He
did it as if he were washing me very thoroughly there, getting the head of
my penis all nice and clean, while all the men in the shower smiled and
watched as I shook.

I looked back at Karl.  He was smiling too.  Taking his hand from my face,
he now began to stroke himself, using a lot of shampoo to soap up his cock.
I could see Karl's dick as it got bigger and bigger.

Karl looked over at the man in the shower with the huge cock.

Looking over I could see John, the handsome man with the really big cock,
gently wanking himself as he watched Karl play with my small dick.  I think
he had been lightly wanking himself the whole time, only now he didn't seem
worried about holding back any more.

For the other men in the shower it was like all restrictions had gradually
been lifted.  They knew now it was safe, they were not going to get in
trouble because a kid was present, and all the men in the room began to
openly jerk and play around as they watched Karl playing me.

One man, a smaller gentleman with not such a big cock, really started going
to town.  He never seemed to get really hard, and yet within moments he
began moaning as he was stroking himself really fast.  Suddenly he came
right there in the shower!

It was only the second time in my life I'd see a man make cum and I
couldn't believe how much came out of him.  He splashed his semen all over
the floor.  Some of it stayed in clumps while other parts swirled in the
water as it washed toward the drain.

If things had continued I have no doubt I would've gotten to see more men
make cum, but just at that moment we heard the sound of someone approaching
the shower.  Everyone immediately stopped playing all their dirty games and
turned away from the entrance to conceal their hard cocks.

Even the man who had shot his load used his foot to push his semen on the
floor toward the drain, cleaning up the evidence before the new guy
arrived.

Just as this new guy was coming in Emil took my hand and pulled me out of
the shower.  Karl left the same time we did and went with Emil and me
directly to the swim hall.

As I took my towel to cover my erection I noticed this time I wasn't the
only one doing it as both Emil and Karl covered themselves the same way as
we headed towards the pool.  Emil and Karl looked at each other, then at
me, and exchanged a nervous laugh.

"We must be more careful," Emil said, shaking his head.  "It's not a good
thing.  The boy..." he said and just let it trail off at that.

"Perhaps we go someplace more private?" Karl said, as if implying a
specific place Emil would know, but Emil just ignored him.

When we arrived at the pool there were maybe 15 men in the water and as we
entered they all naturally turned to see who was coming in.

Karl and Emil were no longer hard and they put their towels aside.  Then
Karl took MY towel away, even though he knew I still had a hardon.

Once again I found myself standing there naked and on display to a bunch of
old men, a young boy with an obvious erection, and I knew all of them could
clearly see my very stiff boy dick.  Instinctively my hands went to shyly
cover myself, as they always did, only this time I felt something else as
well.

Yes, I still felt shy and embarrassed, as I always did, but now as I looked
out at all these men who were looking at me, I could see many of them were
smiling at the sight of young stiffie.  I could feel that they LIKED seeing
me this way.  No one was angry, or mad, or upset seeing a little boy with
an erection standing naked beside the pool.  Some of them didn't seem to
care at all and just looked away, but there were others who seemed to
actually like what they saw.

While I still had this very funny feeling inside me from being on display,
I got even more aroused and realized something about men seeing me this way
excited me.

I was a boy who was beginning to take pleasure in being seen naked by adult
men.  It made me feel funny, and nervous and shy and scared, but it also
made me feel something else, something I couldn't describe, but it was a
feeling I liked.  At that age I was too young to understand what it meant
to be an "exhibitionist," but that's what I was becoming.

I liked being seen.  It scared me, but it also made me horny to feel the
eyes of all these older grandpa men staring at me while I was naked and
hard.

My hands were taken away from covering myself as Karl and Emil each took
hold of one of my hands as they walked me to the pool.  I could feel my
stiff pecker pointing the way, bouncing in front of me with each step as
all the men in the pool watched.  I could see them smiling at the sight of
the aroused little naked boy with his two naked grandpas walking to the
pool with his stiffie bouncing.

Only once we finally got in the pool did things seem to go back to
"normal."  The water was nice and warm, as it always was on a Friday, and
below the water, safely out of sight, my aroused boyhood began to relax.

"We should swim 20 laps today," Emil said.  "It will be very healthy for us
and help clear our heads."

We did as he suggested and began swimming laps.  It had the intended effect
of "clearing out heads" and after just a few laps my dick had finally gone
back to being a soft, normal boy dick for the first time since I'd gotten
here.

Even though we swam slowly, after just 10 laps I was feeling exhausted.
Still, I didn't want to give up.  I wanted to show them that I could swim
as long as both of them could.  I pushed myself really hard until I managed
to do all 20 laps, but in the end I was very happy when it was over.

After doing 20 laps I was so tired I grasped on to Emil's back, my arms
going around his neck, while my legs wrapped around his hips.  He kept on
swimming and even swam one more lap with me riding on his back.

Emil stopped at the end of the pool, holding to the edge with me still on
his back as Karl swam up beside us and stopped with his back against the
side.  Karl leaned in close to Emil and spoke softly, almost whispering in
his ear.

"Thank you," I heard him say, "Thank you for being such a good friend all
these years and for the fun things we've done together.  And thank you so
very much for sharing your beautiful boy..." he added with a nod toward me,
"and trusting me with him."

He shook Karl's hand firmly. "You are a very dear friend."

He knew I had heard the conversation and as he let go of Karl's hand he put
his own under water and slid it up between my legs where he could rub my
dick and stroke Karl's butt at the same time.

He gently tugged on my cock, which quickly grew hard again at his playful
touch.  Once I was stiff, he pulled my dick down a little lower and began
rubbing it back and forth over Emil's butt.  It felt funny, but nice, to
feel my cock rubbing across Emil's bare skin this way.

Naturally I slid a little lower.  My dick found its way into the fold
between Emil's cheeks.  Unconsciously I began to make automatic grinding
motions against him, my dick sliding up and down in the crack of his butt
without me even thinking about it, just knowing it felt nice.

As my stiff dick rubbed deeper I heard Emil moan softly and could tell he
was really horny.

"Would you like to feel him inside you?" Karl asked Emil, with a wicked
grin.

With his free hand Karl was now playing with his own cock under the water
as he watched Emil close his eyes and sigh at the sensation of my stiff
boyhood rubbing over him.

I could tell Emil liked me rubbing my dick against him the way I was.
Wrapping my legs around him more tightly, I pulled myself more firmly
against his bottom and in doing so my little rock- hard cock dug more
deeply into his crevice.  I was very aroused by this and quite ready to
take a little "romp" on his ass, until Karl stopped me.

"No, no..." he said, responding to the curious eyes of other men in the
pool before what I was doing became obvious.  "Not here," he said, then
spoke to Emil.

"Perhaps today," he said to Emil, "we should all go in the steam sauna
together?"

Eyes closed, Emil could only moan as in in surrender to the
inevitable. "Okay," he said.

Karl looked to me, "Tell you what little one, why don't you take another
lap in the pool by yourself while Emil and I have a little talk," he said.

I went for one more lap leaving the men alone to talk.

Taking a lap was good for me, at that point.  It helped my hardon go down
again before I had to get out of the pool, even though as I swam I still
felt like all the men were watching me.

When I got back Karl asked if I really wanted to go to the steam sauna with
them.

Of course I said yes, I really wanted to go!

Karl said that just like everything here, but even more so, I needed to
understand that I must not talk about what goes on there.

"If you do, Emil can never take you swimming again," he told me.

I promised I would say nothing, because I absolutely wanted to know what a
steam sauna was and now was curious what men did there.

As we got out of the pool Emil shook his head, still hesitant. "I don't
think this is a good idea," he said, but Karl ignored him and, even under
protest, Emil continued with us.

We got our towels then Karl went to his dressing room.  We waited until he
came back with money, then we went to a staircase that took us to other
rooms in the basement of the pool building.  As we went down stairs I saw
the two gentlemen from the shower; John, the one with the huge cock, and
his friend with the small dick.  They stopped talking and watched as we
went passed and they could tell we were headed toward the steam room.

We walked naked with only with our towels to a counter where we had to ring
a bell for an attendant.  After a few minutes a pool assistant came and
Karl paid a fee for us to enter.

The attendant looked at me.  He seemed a little insecure about me going.

"I see you're looking at my grandson," Karl immediately said and put his
arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him in a loving and protective
way.  "Don't worry, I'll be responsible for him," he added.

The assistant nodded, reluctantly, and let us enter.

And so we passed through the old wooden door and into the sauna wing.

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As you can see, we didn't quite get into the steam room as I'd planned, but
next time, I promise...

Part 4 - The Steam Room
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