Joel sighed, his shirt beginning to sag with sweat, It was better to remove his clothing first. He quickly undid his shoes, if anything going without them wouldn't be too bad. He then peeled off his shirt, tossing it into beside him. He waited for a moment, barefoot and shirtless, wet with heat and sweat. He looked for a moment at his chest. Gangly and thin. Physically, all he had going for him was a nice face.
“Oh come on!” He cried, realizing the heat was still too much. Slowly, and unsurely, he removed his paints. He paused once he stepped outside his pants, leaving it next to his shirt. There Joel stood, alone in the steamy pool room. He looked down at his gangly form, his mind feeling slightly off. He really needed to get out of here… this heat... It continued to wash over him, growing predominantly underneath his underwear. Everything underneath them felt practically boiling! Joel frowned ignoring a little voice telling him to keep some modesty. He removed his underwear felt an immediate relief. While Joel was still hot, he suddenly felt a lot cooler now. and stood awkwardly in the nude. One thick curl of mist of the room seemed to almost direct itself him, of course it was just a trick of an overheated brain. He turned to the pool, he really should get in, or maybe check out the sauna. Feeling naked didn’t seem too bad in here.
Joel stood still, slowly regathering his thoughts. He swore he felt something. It was a warm tingling feeling curling around his waist. The small, prickling sensation slowly trailed down into his dick. The prickling, tingling sensation continued over and under his dick as Joel steadied himself. The feeling grew and continued. Joel’s senses finally came to, and slowly be looked down, another feeling slowly about to wash over.