A local spa was open late into the night, meaning Adam had hours of nighttime to find a screw. That was one aspect of saytr-hood that followed Adam for as long as he could recall - his entire life, obviously, but a nagging part of him thought otherwise and insisted he had been one for less than an hour.
Adam soon pulled up to the spa and clip-clopped into it and swaggered on though the lobby. He charged the entry fee to his account while making some idol small-talk with the receptionist, since Adam brought nothing but himself, naturally embracing a satyr's penchant for nudity. Then he entered a steamy indoor room filled with small pools of hot bubbling water and a few doors leading into saunas and steam rooms. There was even a lap pool filled with cold water to help customers cool off from the wonderful hot water. The white stone floor and brick walls, along with the decorative pillars placed here and there along the walls, conjured the image of a Greek temple in a admittedly well-done if tacky way. Still, it's the thought that count and Adam felt welcomed by the decorum.
The spa was oddly vacant, although Adam noticed a few men and women enter the steam room off to the side, leaving the room truly empty aside from a young man sitting in one of the spas alone.
"How sad," Adam thought to himself. One should never be alone on a fine night like this.
Invigorated with the boisterous confidence natural to most satyrs, Adam joined the young man who jumped as he entered. The young man, John, eyed Adam with discomfort. Clearly, the saytr's nudity made him nervous.
"Fine night, isn't it?" Adam said, unphased. He spread his legs a little wider, letting his long, donkey cock hammer about as the bubbles flapped it too and froe. "What's your name?"
The human looked away, shifting nervously.
Adam leaned forward, grinning teasingly. Humans were so fun sometimes. To fickly and prone to customs of conservatism. Prudish even.
"Joe," the human hissed.
Adam leaned back, taking the fellow young man in as Adam leaned back now satisfied. Adam didn't know this, but he didn't give his dick the cleanest scrub after he jerked off only an hour ago. And on top of that, letting his dick get taken in my the strong bubbles and jets of the spa, he couldn't help but get a little turned on. It was only a little bit, but that was all it took for his pre to leak into the waters.
Joe's discomfort suddenly shifted. He froze, stared at Adam and then leapt from out of the water in a panic. He collapsed onto all fours as he excited the spa after losing his footing giving Adam a good look at the tent forming in Joe's pants.
"Oh ho ho ho!" Adam cheered. "Guess you aren't a prude!"