In the last episode...

Once Anan looked away and back at where he was going, he almost ran into the door. He stopped, embarrassed as he could possibly be, then pushed it open. 

Only it didn't open.

And now...

Anan's heart raced as he tried again and again to push the door open. When he finally looked up, he saw the sign that read "pull". He could feel his whole body heat up as he pulled the door open and rushed back to his locker. 

"That was mortifying," he whispered to himself, and he was sure that guy had been watching him for the entire duration of that fiasco. He sighed, burying his head in his hands, "catch the eyes of a sexy god and then embarrass yourself as much as possible. Check that off my fucking bucket list. Shit." 

After calming himself down, Anan finally left the locker room and went into the sauna area. Yeah, what happened was embarrassing, but it wasn't gonna ruin his mini vacay. As he tried out different saunas, he noticed that the capacity started dwindling more and more. By the time he made his way into the 65 degrees celsius/140 degrees fahrenheit sauna, he was the only one left. Well, him and someone else, who he'd only caught a glimpse of as he got out of a sauna some time before. 

He sat down on the wooden bench to the left of the entrance and relaxed as he felt the little stress left in his body evaporate away. He'd be going back to work in a couple of days, so he wanted to soak in every moment of relaxation he had left. 

Anan leaned back and closed his eyes as he thought about his plans for tomorrow. After checkout, he'd go back home and order lunch with boba and dinner with more boba. He'd probably drink a bottle of Verdi, then end his night with a pint of sherbet and his favourite show, Madam Secretary. After that, lights out, and off to work again. 

Absorbed in his thoughts, Anan jumped slightly when the sauna door opened. Still, he kept his eyes shut. So he didn't realize who was standing in front of him for the first few minutes they were there, or what they were doing. But he finally opened his eyes because too much time had gone by and he had yet to hear the creak of whoever this was as they sat down. 

As he opened his eyes, Anan saw that the sexy stranger from earlier was standing before him. Despite his pounding heart, he pushed his nerves aside and gave the man a smile. The man responded with a smirk, then looked down at himself. Confused, Anan looked at his face, then slowly scanned the man's body until his eyes were at the stranger's crotch. 

Anan watched, shocked, as the stranger's cock slowly stood erect under his robe. His eyes stayed at the man's crotch, and he couldn't really believe this was actually happening. This was the kind of stuff he'd read about in his favourite Harlequin novels or Yaoi manga. 

When he finally looked up, Anan saw that the man was staring at him, his bottom lip caught by his teeth. At that moment, Anan had to look away. His mind was telling him to run, his body was telling him to reach out and grab the guys penis, and his heart was telling him to just wait. 

'Wait for what?!' He thought to himself. This was some fucking weird ass shit, and he had no idea what this guy was gonna do next. 

Mr. Sexy, all hot and bothered, grabbed his cock and started kneading it through his robe. He made sure to moan and groan, loudly, as he tried to grab Anan's attention once again. He wasn't really one to be so sexual in public, with a stranger nonetheless. But Anan was the most beautiful man he'd ever seen, and he was more turned on than he had ever been. Just having Anan's eyes on his member was enough to get him erect, and he couldn't stop now. 

Suddenly, the hot stranger stopped moaning and rubbing. Anan felt relieved and disappointed at the same time. The guy must have gotten bored, and figured it was time for him to go. 

The last thing Anan expected him to do was to sit right next to him. Anan's heart raced. 

'What is happening right now!?!' He asked himself, part of him terrified. That should've been enough to make him leave. But a bigger part of him was enjoying this more than he wanted to admit to himself, so there was no way he would leave. Not yet. 

"I'm Jin," the stranger introduced himself, as he looked directly at Anan, cock still hard as rock. 

Anan gave as much of a smile as he could, "I'm Anan."

Jin smiled, then pulled up his robe so that his right thigh was exposed. Anan looked away, but felt Jin run his fingers along his thigh and pull the left side of his robe up so that their thighs were touching. He’d never done something like this before; jerking off in front of a complete stranger. He liked to think he was someone that had control of his impulses, someone that could be called cool and collected. But all of that seemed to go right out of the window as soon as he laid eyes on Anan.