Rob’s world travel continues with a voyage to an incredible sauna in Finland, where he meets and messes with the ultimate Finn Heikki Karhonen! Can he handle the most masculine man Finland has to offer?!
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In Finland, getting drunk alone in your underwear is called kalsarikännit. This evening, Rob Winthrop was recovering from an excessive bout of feeling kalsarikännit the previous night. Aside from a visit to a frightfully efficient liquor store called Alko, he had spent the previous night in his hotel room, drinking obscure Finnish liquors and not enjoying them. But it was nice to be alone after a long, very social vacation. It was technically a solo vacation, yet he had had barely a moment to himself until it began.
So when he finally recovered enough from his hangover, he went to the public sauna in Rovaniemi, Finland, which was next to a placid lake beset by whooper swans and teeming with perch, shores lined with lily of the valley upon which crawled seven-spot ladybirds and one black woodpecker. He hoped to relax and sweat the toxins out. That did not last very long. Only one other person was in the sauna, and he was intimidating. That made it hard to relax. The silence was enormous, and Rob sensed the stranger staring at him like a reindeer.
After a long couple of weeks traveling around Europe, Rob had come to Finland in the summer, in as much as Finland has a summer, which it doesn’t, but anyway, Rob had come to Finland to relax away from the nightlife and the hustle and bustle of Europe.
And now he sat under the most intense microscope in Finland. The other man in the sauna stared at him, sweat dripping from his high cheekbones.
He was a tall Finn with deep-set eyes, a grizzled jaw and muscles that went on for days. He looked like a shaved brown bear, Rob thought, except for the fact that the hair on his head — long, flowing hair that went past his broad shoulders — was blond like the sun. Rob had always long admired the physiques of strong, toned men, and this guy also had muscle like a bodybuilder and a square, jutting jaw. He exuded warmth that was palpable even in the humid heat of the sauna.
Rob shivered. He hadn’t been scared of anyone since coming to Finland. It was a very quiet, peaceful place.
But this man had a dim stare and a sharp jaw, lupine face like a werewolf. He was both arousing and frightening to Rob, who quaked and quivered, heart pounding in his thin chest. Rob wanted to stay and worship his body carved in granite.
A part of him said to leave, begged him to rush out of there before this burly Finn attacked him. He could dress in a hurry, rush out the door and high-tail it to his car in the parking lot. He could call the police, but to say what: there’s a man looking at me? There’s a Finn in the sauna, help!?
Besides, Rob had been chased around by a bunch of bullies in his time. He didn’t intend to let that happen again, he wasn’t the weakest boy in school anymore. He had never met a mean Finn, but maybe, he thought, this burly fellow would be his first. If so, Rob intended to stand up for himself.
The long-haired Finn stood and took a step towards Rob, whose heart raced. He was a thin little twink who couldn’t defend himself at all. He looked at the door.
But he didn’t get up. Finland was one of the safest countries in the world, he reminded himself. No need to be scared. There is basically no crime in Finland.
“Hello,” said the man in thickly-accented English. His craggy face gleamed with sweat in the haze of the sauna’s löyly. He came close for a Finn — they tended to stay well away from each other, with an enlarged personal space — but this Finn was only a few feet from Rob, who quaked before him.
“Uh… Hi,” Rob said. When had the sauna emptied? There were others here when Rob came in, but now it was just he and the big Finn, and Rob was terrified.
“My name is Heikki Karhonen.”
“Nice to meet you, Heikki. I’m Rob,” he said. He held out a hand to shake, and when Heikki’s giant meaty paw collided with his, Rob shuddered in both fear and desire. Heikki was like a bodybuilder but without that vascular veininess that bodybuilders had. Heikki looked like he had built his muscles through real work, as a lumberjack or ice fisherman or who knew what. Rob had never felt so slender and weak.
Heikki grunted. “You are… American, yes?”
“Yes, that’s right…” Rob was too nervous to think of anything meaningful to say right now.
“That is good,” said Heikki. His deep voice rumbled. It was flat though, deadpan, giving no hint of his emotions, his voice as still and rough as uncut lumber. “You are having been look at me.”
“Yes, I… You were looking at me.” Rob gulped.
“You are small, little in the body. Little body.”
“Uh… Well, I… yeah.” Rob nodded. He was indeed short and slight in stature. Heikki had come even closer as he talked, and now he was within personal space even by American standards.
“You will do have some jack off. Yes?”
“Uh…” Rob couldn’t tell if that was an offer, a prediction, a threat or a question, or some combination thereof. “Yes! Okay!” He cried out, just to be sure Heikki didn’t think he was refusing.
Heikki walked away. Rob breathed a sigh of relief until he saw that Heikki wasn’t leaving. He walked to the door to the sauna and wedged it shut with a kantele — a traditional stringed instrument — against the doorknob. The kantele had been laying on a bench as though abandoned there.
Past the door was the “hot room”, where Finns got acclimated to heat before actually coming into the sauna itself. It didn’t sound like anyone was out there right now. The sauna was the only thing around too, so if nobody was here but Rob and Heikki, then they were truly isolated. He was in here all alone with his giant man built like a silver birch tree, who looked at him as if Rob were a hungry meal.
“Uh…” Rob’s eyes opened wide at the sight of Heikki flopping his massive uncut cock between his fingers. “You want me to, uh… like jack you off? Or whatever?” Rob said.
“Yes, I think we are in a state of agreement,” Heikki said. “Agreement is done. You may begin it now.” He wrinkled his nose at Rob like he was annoyed he had not already begun.
Rob shuddered when he reached up and tentatively grabbed Heikki’s cock. It was limp and moist from the humid sauna air, dripping with condensed löyly. Heikki’s muscles rippled like he was uncomfortable with Rob’s touch, but he sat down next to Rob on the wooden bench of the sauna.
Before Rob could get on his knees to taste Heikki’s cock, Heikki’s mitt-like hands gripped Rob’s delicate shoulders. Rob nearly fell backwards but Heikki held him in his massive biceps as Rob swooned. Then Heikki kissed him right on the lips.
It was an awkward kiss for a few reasons. First of all, Heikki seemed to have little experience with kissing — he seemed like the kind of rural lumberjack who rarely got laid despite his handsome face and bulging muscles, he was too crude and big for most girls, Rob suspected. Second of all, Heikki was clearly uncomfortable kissing a man. He hesitated at the last moment and his callused fingers explored Rob’s lithe chest as though Heikki expected to find breasts there. Thirdly, Heikki was simply huge.
He was at least a foot and a half taller than Rob, and probably outweighed him by two hundred pounds of solid muscle. Rob lost himself in those arms, and Heikki’s mouth was so big it felt like four Heikkis could have kissed him at the same time. Rob wondered if Heikki could swallow his entire head — it sure felt like it.
Heikki’s massive tongue pushed into Rob’s mouth. It was too awkward for Rob to lose himself in the heat of the moment, but his dick was rock-hard and he couldn’t think about anything other than the feel of Heikki’s pulsating muscles against Rob’s smooth skin.
When Heikki pulled away and grinned sheepishly, Rob reached into his crotch and gave his dick another stroke. Heikki was still totally limp. His dick was like a fleshy uncooked sausage dangling between his legs, behind a nest of curly dark-blond pubic hairs.
The löyly that condensed on Heikki’s body was salty and invigorating, hot like the sauna itself. It made Rob moan and crave more.
His tongue traced the outline of Heikki’s rock-hard muscles and the colorful tattoos — a squadron of beautiful blue butterflies flapping with wings the shape of kantele picks, an ornate Finnish maiden with blonde braids flowing like a Finnhorse’s mane around her blue and white pastoral dress — as he explored and worshiped Heikki’s muscles.
Rob stood and stretched his knees — about to sink to the ground to jack on Heikki’s meat — when Heikki dropped to his knees in front of Rob instead. He kissed Rob on the lips again, then moved to Rob’s neck, which he nuzzled with his slightly grizzled chin.
Their heights nearly matched up now, with Heikki on his knees on the ground and Rob standing in front of him. Heikki’s head was above Rob’s.
Much to Rob’s surprise, Heikki’s hand gingerly grabbed Rob’s dick. He gave it a few strokes, until precum leaked from the tip.
“Oh, wow, Heikki…” Rob blushed. He felt tiny. His cock was substantial, bigger than most men, but, compared to Heikki, every part of Rob felt small and weak. Heikki’s massive hand stroked Rob off. When Rob was overcome by shocked passion, he leaned on Heikki’s massive chest, reminding Rob how tiny he was in comparison. Heikki’s muscles rippled beneath Rob’s touch.
But Rob assumed that that was where this ended, as far as Heikki pleasuring Rob went. Now Heikki would stand and want to blow a nut off. He was an alpha male, of course he’d want to be on top. Actives and passives, or however you say that in Finnish. Alphas the world over were the same in that regard. This alpha Finn would probably plow Rob’s mouth violently like macho guys usually did — that was fine with Rob, who loved it when men like Heikki abused his throat.
“You are smooth like girl and tasty on my tongue,” Heikki said as he kissed Rob’s arm and shoulders. He licked a trail of sensitive skin all the way down Rob’s chest, as Rob wondered where he would stop. He ran his fingers through Heikki’s magnificent mane of blond hair.
Was this really going to happen? A part of Rob’s mind had realized for several minutes that Heikki acted as though he was going to bottom, but that had been difficult to believe. It simply didn’t happen that way. Rob barely knew how to top. He had never in his entire life been on top with a man who was so much bigger than he was.
Then before Rob could process this, Heikki opened his mouth and swallowed Rob’s cock. He gagged right away as though he regretted doing it, then he let out a loud mewling sound around Rob’s dickshaft. His lips stretched around it.
Rob was already hard, and his dick instantly sent pangs of pleasure up Rob’s spine. Rob drew in his breath and found he couldn’t bring himself to exhale, like he was worried anything he might do would remind Heikki that he is supposed to be a top.
Though not as huge as the Finn’s mighty member, Rob’s cock was nothing to be ashamed of, and Heikki struggled to swallow the whole thing. He was a big man though, and he soon had his nose nuzzling deep into Rob’s crotch. Rob’s whole shaft throbbed in his throat, sending sudden spasms of sensation through Rob’s body.
His hands moved instinctively, and Rob found himself again running his fingers through Heikki’s long blond hair. Rob had never felt anything so silken and beautiful, and the writhing mass of shoulder muscles beneath it made it even hotter.
“Ah, damn, Heikki, where did you learn to do this?” Rob murmured, gasping to himself.
Heikki pulled away and spoke in Finnish. “Haluan sinun naida persettäni!”
Rob had learned a few words here and there, but he had no idea what Heikki said. He smiled and nodded, though this experience had been so stressful and exhilarating that Rob’s smile was more of a grimace. His eyes quaked, and his shoulders quivered.
Heikki returned to using his mouth on Rob’s cock, spurting up saliva and sucking it down again, as both of his meaty lumberjack hands worked Rob’s dickshaft. The positioning was awkward for him, having to stoop down to get into Rob’s crotch. To make it easier, Rob stepped up onto the wooden bench he had been sitting on. At last that meant Rob towered over Heikki, who was on his knees on the floor. Heikki could more easily swallow his cock to the root, while Rob rested on his broad shoulders and massaged the tight layer of back muscles beneath him.
Then at last Heikki pulled off him again. He lightly tapped Rob’s asscheeks. He turned Rob around. Rob’s instinct was that this was it, Heikki wanted to top now, he was going to cornhole Rob — which Rob was fine with, even if he was disappointed that his topping adventure ended so soon.
But Heikki didn’t cornhole him in the ass. He dove his face between Rob’s cheeks and licked his asshole. His tongue ran in a long trail all the way up to the small of his back, and then it return to his buttcrack and slammed into the hole. That sent a jolt of bliss up Rob’s spine, as his prostate tingled. Heikki shuddered in a mixture of delight and disgust while his tongue lapped and lapped at Rob’s ass. Due to the heat and humidity of the sauna’s löyly, both men were covered in salty moisture, and Heikki guzzled down every drop that clung to Rob’s flesh.
That didn’t last long before Heikki pulled away again. His big, callused hands roamed all over Rob’s body. He pushed Rob to sit back down on the bench.
Heikki stood and stretched his legs. Now that he stood and Rob sat, Rob’s face was well below Heikki’s crotch. Rob had to look up at him like a colossus, half-hard cock throbbing in the air as Heikki added more water to the hot coals on top of the the kiuas. A fresh burst of steam filled the air. He munched on some reindeer jerky from a bag he had brought in and left by the door.
“It is good warm. Air is good for skin,” Heikki said. He may have blushed or his cheeks might have just gotten rosier from the heat, Rob couldn’t tell which.
Then Heikki took a deep breath, sighed and shook his head as he kneeled down on the ground. He sprawled his upper body over the bench Rob was sitting on. Rob was entranced by the looping curves of the man’s incredible shoulder muscles, and Rob’s delicate fingers traced the powerful, throbbing lines of his meaty shoulderblades.
Even though Heikki had made it clear he wanted to bottom, Rob’s tingled, shocked body still didn’t quite process what was happening, not right away. Heikki sprawled out on the bench next to Rob with his ass in the air — Heikki was so tall that even knelt over, his upraised ass was well above Rob’s navel.
It was obvious he wanted to get cornholed, what else would that position entail?
But Rob hesitated. What if he was misreading this situation? What if he accidentally offended Heikki by trying to plow into his ass?
But then Heikki reached one of his big-biceped arms around himself and rammed his pinkie into his ass to loosen it up. He grunted and his whole body tensed at first, then he relaxed. His asscheeks dimpled.
Taking a deep breath, Rob mounted him from behind. “You gotta lower your ass some,” he said as he patted Heikki’s jiggling asscheeks.
Heikki obediently lowered his hips until his ass was even with Rob’s crotch. That forced Heikki to awkwardly half-bend and half-stoop over the bench, but he didn’t seem to mind. Rob’s hands roamed over Heikki’s broad back, rock-hard with muscles that thrummed beneath his touch.
His mind reeled as he slipped his dick into Heikki’s ass. Heikki howled like a wolf, and Rob again wondered if he had done something wrong. But Heikki made no effort to move away, and Rob could tell that Heikki’s cock jerked from half-hard to stone-like and leaking precum. He must be into assplay, Rob thought.
Heikki bit his lip and his muscles tensed all at once. He grunted, half-in-pain and half gasping with pleasure. It was like cornholing a statue, Rob thought, all firm and unyielding. Rob couldn’t get a good grip, though he greatly enjoyed trying, clawing all over Heikki’s powerful frame.
But that was only the surface of Heikki’s body, which was indeed iron-like all over. He had muscles in places where Rob didn’t even think there were muscles. Inside Heikki’s ass, however, he was soft and pink and moist, inviting and warm, even compared to the heat of the sauna. Rob sped up his humping when it became clear that Heikki wasn’t in pain, and he moved from gingerly sticking it in and out to slamming his entire little twink body down on Heikki’s ass.
Like flicking a switch, it was obvious when Rob hit Heikki’s prostate and got past the big man’s discomfort. Heikki’s muscles all relaxed at once, and touching him was like a big warm, firm pillow. Rob lost himself in all that flesh, which throbbed and pulsated beneath Rob’s touch.
He had to stand on his toes, and when Heikki’s body rose, Rob found himself elevated off the ground. He gripped Heikki’s back with both hands and humped until Heikki lowered himself again.
He even pulled on that long blond hair. It felt like perfect irony, he thought, since he usually serviced alpha males who liked to pull on Rob’s hair as they cornholed him. Rob never understood why men were into that.
But now that he was plowing into a massive alpha with long hair, Rob totally understood. His delicate fingers grabbed a fistful of the löyly-moistened blond hair and pulled. He didn’t pull hard, just hard enough to make Heikki lift his head up.
Heikki crooned and let out a long, low moan that echoed in the small wooden sauna. It was hard to tell if it was a moan of pleasure or not, as it resonated with a uniquely Finnish chord that may have been sisu, the concept of tenacity and resilience in the face of difficult or unpleasant tasks. In any case, Heikki’s muscles rippled with, his asscheeks squeezing, with each thrust of Rob’s body.
An explosion of ecstasy rollicked through Rob’s tiny body, which struggled to match with the powerful strokes of Heikki’s muscles. Rob cried out, and Heikki did too. Rob shuddered as Heikki’s asshole clenched. Rob’s free hand tried to stroke Heikki off, but Heikki was so big that Rob struggled to reach his cock, and when he did, Heikki’s own paws were already furiously stroking his meat.
Then both men came at the same time. Rob was surprised by how suddenly his orgasm approached — he was not often a top, so he had little experience in this position — and overwhelmed him. His fingers tightened into talons that ripped at Heikki’s writhing muscles, while Heikki’s whole body tensed.
The smell of semen filled the air. Heikki groaned. He sprayed cum over Rob’s hands and onto the wooden bench beneath him, while Rob slammed his cock all the way in.
A thick burst of cum spurted out, coating Heikki’s insides. They both moaned together, in harmony like they were singing. The most intense orgasm of his life wracked Rob’s body. He shuddered and shivered despite the heat of the sauna.
He didn’t know how much he had shot. It felt like a huge orgasm. Rob could feel it sloshing around inside Heikki’s ass, sticking to Rob’s shaft and dripping down into the nest of hair around Heikki’s thighs. Every motion either one of them took sent shivers of exquisite afterclimax up Rob’s spine.
Then it was all over. The sauna seemed impossibly silent. Heikki’s labored breathing was audible, but distant, like the howl of a wolf outside. It was met by a barking yap — Heikki’s spitz was tied up in the warm spot outside by the ventilation shaft. Heikki bellowed something in Finnish to him.
Rob’s cock slowly limpened inside Heikki, whose muscles tightened as Rob dragged his fingertips overtop Heikki’s taut skin. Heikki gasped for air. Drops of cum dribbled from his cock, which Rob stroked while they both recovered from the intense orgasm.
Finally Rob was done. He gently extricated himself from Heikki, hopping off his back and letting his dick plop out. Heikki let out a sound that was half-sigh and half-roar, like an angry bear about to fall asleep.
He turned around, his broad chest gleamed with sweat and cum. Rob fell into his arms, sat on his lap and nuzzled the filthy flesh of his pectorals. Heikki cradled him close.
This felt more normal, Rob thought, a twink like him relaxing in his alpha bear’s biceps. That was something Rob had done a hundred times before, but never with a big blond-haired muscle-god like Heikki. He traced the bulging curve of Heikki’s biceps as they both relaxed there. Rob exulted in the warmth and the comfort of Heikki’s bear-like body.
“Thank you.”
Rob giggled. “You’re welcome, Heikki.”
“We have become dirty,” Heikki said. He stood, looking down at the cum dripping from his chest. He glanced behind himself, where more cum clung to the fine blond hairs of his ass. He smiled awkwardly. He gestured towards the showers — Finns always showered before a sauna, so there were a few showerheads in the other side of the building — and smiled. “We must clean ourselves, to ensure the hygiene.”
“Okay, yeah,” Rob said. “I guess we should.” He stood and stretched his legs as Heikki removed the chair that blocked the sauna door from opening. Then they both headed off to the showers.
“You have hotel?” Heikki asked. Rob nodded, and Heikki grinned. “You give to me hotel room number. I will come to visit. I will do visit later. You will put penis in other Finns?”
“Uh… what?”
Heikki pantomimed chopping wood with an axe. “The men who I am working with, at wood-chopping camp. It is few kilometers from here in the woods. And we like the man who puts out butt. It is okay. We are tired of putting penis in each other. We will come to hotel. We will do ramrod, we will, we each do have penises. Also, I have six brothers, and I know a group of the… how do you say it? Cobblers on the heath. They are big like me, have much horny to get rid of. Yes?”
Rob’s knees buckled and he nearly fell to the floor of the showering area. He He couldn’t believe his luck. “Uh, yes! Yeah! Of course. Yes. I’ll… cornhole any number of horny Finns, is that what you’re asking?”
Heikki nodded and smiled. “We will all do.” Heikki put on headphones, and death metal blared into his ears. He swaddled into the shower to rinse off. His great, powerful asscheeks rose up and down with each step.
Rob took a deep breath. He decided he wasn’t done yet with the sweating — luckily, he was in a sauna. So he sat there to relax and bathe in steam, looking forward to the remainder of his Finnish adventure.
